Take out a ginseng fruit and open the Qiankun bag.
At this time, Du Moyun still had a weak consciousness and insisted on not letting himself pass out.
Bailong's arms grew longer, he opened her mouth and stuffed the ginseng fruit into her mouth.
The juice of the ginseng fruit slowly left her throat, and her mouth could move slightly.
After chewing slowly, he slowly opened his hazy eyes.
While she was scared, she was even more sad.
The man I have loved for so many years is actually a pervert, a big pervert!
Du Moyun raised his head and looked at the handsome face at the mouth of the Qiankun bag.
Indeed, the grandfathers are right, Jian Changge is far behind Bailong.
"Thank you for saving me, Bailong!"
Bailong reached into the Qiankun bag and threw in nineteen ginseng fruits.
"Detoxify them."
Um!
Du Moyun wiped away his tears and laughed happily.
Let it go!
This time, she completely let go.
Jian Changge does not deserve her love.
Bailong ties the Qiankun bag and collects it into the system.
This scene can be described as a great humiliation for Jian Wuque.
Who in this Liuyun City dares not to answer his words?
Jian Wuque's lips suddenly turned purple, and the magic power on his body increased several times.
"You kid, why don't you answer my question? Then I'll let you know how to write the word "death"!
Jian Wuque swung away the spell, raised his sword, and charged towards Bai Long again.
"Hmph! Can you really improve your spells and become a mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal?"
Bailong didn't move at all.
Jian Wuque asked in confusion: "You didn't hide?"
Bailong joked: "Do I have to hide when I hit you?"
Extremely arrogant!
Jian Wuque poured all his mana into the sword, swung the sword, and stabbed the white dragon with one strike.
clang!
There was a loud noise, and Jian Wuque's sword was actually beaten in half by the blessed pestle!
At the same time, Jian Wuque was kicked out again.
ah???
Jian Wuque held the broken sword and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
The magic sword in his hand is the supreme acquired treasure!
White Dragon is six thousand years old and is still from the lower world. Even if the magic weapon is one level higher, it can't be interrupted at once!
"You are actually a late-stage Da Luo Jinxian?"
Bailong smiled but still didn't answer.
Jian Wuque glared at Bai Long and roared: "You humble people from the lower world don't even answer me."
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Great magic power, but I will never be able to love you, so why are you stronger than me?"
Jian Wuque waved his sharp claws and rushed straight towards Bai Long.
"Disgusting, really disgusting!"
Bailong wanted to use the God-killing Spear to kill the monster, but he was afraid of getting the gun dirty.
Also use the blessing pestle.
Two rays of light, one black and one white, intersected back and forth in the dark space.
From time to time, it emits a dazzling light like lightning, illuminating the space.
Two seconds later, the white dragon blessed the divine pestle and hit Jian Wuque's head hard.
Jian Wuque felt dizzy and almost fell in mid-air.
Bailong shook off the quasi-sage magic power and shouted loudly.
"Certainly!"
suddenly…
The whole space stopped.
Jian Wuque committed many evil deeds and killed countless fairies who had no family members. He deserved his death.
But Bailong can't break his golden body. He must let all the fairies in Liuyun City know about this evil technique of the Jian family!
The God-killing Spear will definitely not work, as it will destroy his golden body.
What Bailong wants to do is to leave such an evil person with an empty body!
The white dragon held the blessing divine pestle, one pestle after another, and swung it on Jian Wuque's head.
"I should have killed you physically and mentally, but I want to throw you on the Rainbow Avenue and let everyone in Liuyun City know your evil ways, so I will give you a complete corpse!"
At the first blow, Jian Wuque felt dizzy.
The second time, he returned to his original form.
The third pestle, loss of consciousness.
The fourth pestle, the soul vibrates.
The fifth pestle, the soul is broken.
The sixth problem is memory loss.
The seventh pestle, the soul is dead.
The eighth pestle, soul killing!
Seeing that Jian Wuque had no reaction, Bailong put the blessing pestle into the system.
All around, there is endless darkness.
Bai Long took out the God-killing Spear and suddenly threw it in one direction.
clang!
There was a loud noise that made Bailong's ears bleed.
It seems that this boundless darkness still has boundaries.
Then just fly in one direction.
Bailong grabbed the dead Jian Wuque, put the God-killing Spear into the system, and turned it into a rainbow light and flew in one direction.
In a few seconds, Bailong reached the border.
He should be in the magic weapon now. Jian Wuque said it should be called a ball.
What can be done?
Bailong took out the golden dragon scissors and stabbed it fiercely.